I called him…and another crazy night on Rez!

     Well, I called Ryan. It went well. I’m not sure if all of you guys are really aware of this, but him and I aren’t together. It’s so incredibly weird. Even weirder than the situation with Alex and I. Because Alex is a little boy who doesn’t know what he wants. Ok, I’m not going to go there, I’m getting off topic.
     I am not ready for a relationship yet. I am going to see how I feel after the holidays. And I will get the chance to spend time with him outside of here. I will get to see him at his house and with his friends, I will learn a lot about him!

     I am glad that I am starting to move on. I am really not sure what I want at all. I have a general enough of an idea, so I guess that’s good.
     When I talked to Ryan, it was a pretty laid back conversation. I didn’t get mad or anything. I was just like, hey man, what happened? Because I have learned with Steve that getting mad and freaking out just doens’t make things better. Especially since Ryan and I aren’t together. Guys get pissed off that way, I think that was how I lost Steve…well, one of the main reasons anyways. But now I’m absolutely paranoid of guys thinking that I’m not giving them their space. I really don’t want the same thing to happen again.
     I hope this thing works out…and I’m going to try REALLY hard to not be too obsessive this time. I know that that is my personality, to be that way, but I just don’t want to be stuck in that same position again where once it’s over, I obsess and obsess over it because it’s the only thing I thought about for so long. Anyways…

     I have been having a pretty good night. I don’t know what happened, but earlier, I was sitting here in my room. I looked over, and all I could see was Gill sitting on the floor with what was left of her pie, and laughing so hard I thought she was going to puke. I came out and John was sitting on the floor of the hallway not too much farther down, laughing just as hard. There was pie juice splattered all over the floor. When I finally got the "hilarious" story out of them, it turned out to not even be that funny. something about John throwing the pie like a frisbee onto Gill’s bed. Then Gill freaked out b/c she thought Sarah was going to yell at her for having pie in her room. So instead she thought it would be a good idea to eat the pie on the floor of the hallway, right out of the tin with her fingers. I love my roomates!!! John was so drunk,and Gill was so high on her T3s…it was awesome!

     I went into the suite next to us, it was completely filthy. Drunk people had been there! lol. Dirty dishes everywhere, and honey smeared all over the table, lol. then we went into Kevin’s room, he was so drunk, they were going to prank him. Write on his face or something. He was lying on his back and by the time we got there, he had puked all over his face, and it was dripping from his ears…oh man, it was disgusting. But funny at the same time. We lay him on his side so he wouldn’t choke if he puked again.
     Then I walked out into the hallway, it’s just as bad! There’s pizza pockets on the ground that someone was whipping all frozen at the door earlier. It had been pretty loud. The floor was filthy, there was a film of dirt over it. Then I went into Jamie and Amanda’s room, it was gross too. I started to laugh. Dishes overflowing from the sink as usual, but their table was COVERED in glasses, spilled alcohol, etc. The floor was littered with thrown playing cards, shot glasses here and there and other kinds of debris. My roomate Steph was over there with a mattress on the floor in front of the T.V. I just laughed, it was so great. I love us…I love being in college…I love how we’re so ridiculous!